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it had started to rain, but we didnt care every word that was spoken held onto the air |
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i like to wear my plain gray shirt and think i look cute enough for the day. i like to think about my future. i like to think about what my bank account would look like if i had more then 60 dollars in it. i like to make believe everyone loves me and adores me and wants to hang out with me. i like to pretend im worth something. i like to think i'm smart and older. i like to dream about you all the time. ....i like to be happy and know its going to last. |